That You Are Coming Soon - Poem by Rahman Henry
You are not in front of, not in sight
I love the images you left here
The smell you spread in the air
A green woods I named after you
Nobody knows where the woods located
The green woods and I stand here still
For both of us know, that,
At an upcoming night a star-clouded sky
Would bathe with moon's shower, and,
A moon would unveil her smiling face
A lonesome night would be crowded again
That you are coming soon...
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